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The Great Lunch Run Experiment: Changing My Routine, Becoming The 1%

Here's something I will get to see in all its sunny glory during my lunchtime runs in Washington D.C. (Photo by Ned Dishman/Getty Images)
Here's something I will get to see in all its sunny glory during my lunchtime runs in Washington D.C. (Photo by Ned Dishman/Getty Images)
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Two weeks ago, we had an informal poll regarding running habits. 57% of respondents indicated that they run in the evening, most likely as a way to unwind after a long day at work. A mere 3% of those polled said that they run at lunchtime.

Frankly, I understand why so few people take on the task of running during their work day -- you are generally time boxed during your lunch and you may wish to spend your time more effectively and dedicate your lunchtime to the act of eating.

For years, this was my logical choice: Food during my lunch break, run during the evening before dinner. With the weather in D.C. turning towards springtime, I have decided to undertake an experiment in lunch running.

This next week, I will run every day during my lunch hour. No breaks, no excuses, no sore losers (well, I might be sore, but that will be a product of the running). My running bag is packed with clothing, deodorant and a towel. There's no turning back now.

Fortunately, the SB Nation office in Washington has a shower, and our own Ryan Hudson will just have to deal with me taking showers in the bathroom closest to his work space.

This will certainly bring about an interesting set of circumstances that I have yet to consider. One big benefit of this decision will be that I will now be able to run past the beautiful monuments that our nation's capital has to offer. One big drawback is that I will have to limit my runs to 30-40 minutes in order to make it work.

Either way, the time has come for me to become the 1% of elitist lunch-running snobs. I will certainly report back on the pros and cons of this life-altering decision as the week progresses, and who knows? There might even be pictures.